Worship room

I painted letters for 3 hours yesterday. It was painstaking work, but it paid off well - I'm happy with the results. There's a story behind that phrase which I'll tell you soon, but for today I just want to introduce you to my worship room. What you see here, obviously, is the piano. I love to steal chord charts from our worship leader after the service and bring them home to play for my own personal worship times. In fact, the worship team has become accustomed to me rummaging around in the worship music on the stage after church. :) The door to the left of the piano goes to my yellow sunflower room, and our bedroom.

Here you see the top of the bookshelf in my worship room. This is significant because Jeff gave me that "Dance" thing and you have to know that I used to believe I couldn't dance. Then I read a book called "Giraffe's Can't Dance," and the book, as well as God's Spirit, taught me that I'm a dancer at heart - even if I never learned how to keep the rhythm or do the moves. So the fact that Jeff affirms my dancing heart, is such a gift of love and speaks deeply to me - both as a wife and as a worshiper. The colorful ribbon is attached to short sticks that we call ribbon twirlers. We all love to wave ribbons when we worship - just be careful that nobody pokes an eye out :)

This love seat has become a most prized, holy, place for me. The couch was a gift from a friend, which makes it like sitting in a hug. Hidden behind the couch is one of those circle radiating heaters that makes you feel like you're sitting in front of the sun. Every morning - usually when it's still dark out - I stumble out to the couch, wrap myself in that amazingly soft brown blanket you see, pull out the sunshine, and have "quiet time" with God. It's too bad that phrase can't possibly sum up what precious time I have with God on this couch. It seems I'm never ready to leave when the alarm on my cell phone rings - telling me it's time to wake Josiah up and start my day. Some of the things I do on the couch - be still (but that's dangerous in the early morning because it's easy to nod off), write in my journal (which is really a dialog with God), pray for my kids and Jeff and friends and whatever else God brings to my heart, sing, read my Bible, read a devotional book. . .

And this corner I show you to invite you to come join me sometime. Not in the early morning, but sometime, for a cup of tea and a chat. I love my new room and the space it gives me to be me - and that includes friends. So bring your kids, we'll lock them in the other part of the house with Abby - and we'll have a perfectly delightfully quiet conversation in my sunshiney worship room.